My wife's the General's son
surreal

Slowly but surely, I got back out of the hospital, at least I could see that he was fine. Let me know the intention to no longer think about it. Let her be happy with her little family.

When I got home, I immediately went into the room. For a while I still remember how he smiled happily with his wife. Ah, what a stupid feeling this is, it's certain that he never thought about my feelings.

I know the apology he always makes, it cannot be separated from his guilt for me, and why he was willing to sacrifice to save me, it was because of his obligation as an aide.

If the obligation is only due to aide, but why would he be willing to masang body? He should have fired back enough to shoot that guy without having to sacrifice himself.

I'm still thinking about things I shouldn't have to think about. Do I expect from him there's a bit of the same feeling. Hm! Why are you Khanza? The Come on Khanza. Think healthily.

Nah! I don't want to get lost in this stupid feeling. Okay, come on Khanza. From now on stop thinking about him. Let's focus on your business.

"Bismillah, O God. Please erase him from my memory."

I tried so hard to get out of this wrong feeling. Yeah, I can do it. I no longer need to see him or find out anything about him, and I will try not to meet him face to face. I think it'll be better for my inner health.

***

From that day on, I no longer knew about him. Because Papa deliberately asked him to rest a few months to fully recover after the surgical removal of the bullet that had hit the internal vital organs.

I was relieved enough, my feelings were calm. Slowly I began to make peace with the situation. The days I deliberately spent with my work at the hospital.

This afternoon I felt dizzy, my head was throbbing, but I was still trying to be consistent in carrying out the task. I'm still checking on every patient I've had in the waiting room.

When I want to check on the next patient. My stomach feels nauseous. I tried to hold him. But I couldn't because my stomach felt stirred.

I immediately ran to the bathroom inside my practice room. I take out all the leftovers that have accumulated in my throat.

"Law... Uueek!"

"Doctor why?" ask a nurse next to me.

"Maybe I catch a cold Sus. It will soon subside, too," I replied immediately clearing the remaining liquid out of the mouth.

After being quite calm, I went back to check on my patient who was already sitting waiting in the front seat of my desk. Because of the first child, I answered all the complaints he made.

"Is there another complaint, Mother?" I try to keep a smile. The patient was very weak, because he was drunk.

"I'm tired, Doc. Must keep vomiting, no food can get in." Complaints with a soft voice.

"Pregnancy in the first trimester is a natural thing, Mom, let alone this first child. You should try to drink pregnant milk, so that there is energy. Yes, Mum. After three months, it will return to normal. Okay, ma'am?"

"Good, Doc. I'd also like to ask you about my other complaints, Doc."

"Please, what is Mom?" I try to listen to his complaints.

"My daughter's got a lot of vaginal discharge, Doc."

"Yes, what kind of vaginal discharge is that. Mucus or flour?"

"Like that flour, Doc."

"It's very itchy, Doc. Never been given medicine, Doc."

"Alright, later I give the medicine, but the medicine is in the form of tablets, how to use it. Sorry, earlier. Mother washes her hands cleanly, continues to put vag *na."

"Good Doc." He nodded in understanding.

"Well, what was the last date you had your period?" ask the patient. When I asked that question, I remembered myself who had almost two months not come menstruation.

My body felt stiff. Fear and anxiety run in the heart. I'm trying to stay calm. It's a work matter, I can't take personal matters there. I have to finish my job first.

As calm and consistent as I was in carrying out the task, but undeniably, my anxiety and fear remained lodged in my heart. I'm trying to finish the job as soon as possible this afternoon. I can't wait for my patient line to finish.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief after the nurse said that the patient I examined was the last one. I immediately took the briefcase, and I opened a box in the closet in the practice room. I took some tespecks with various types. I put it in the bag.

I immediately withdrew from the nurse who was still completing her duties. Upon arrival at the lobby, I was awaited by ADC. I immediately went in and sat in the back cabin. Along the way, I was silent. My feelings are really restless and restless.

Some kind of bad thoughts came to my mind. Wishing that what I was worrying about was not true. I feel like I want to ask the driver to increase the speed of the car, I can't wait to get home soon.

A few minutes later, the car was pulled over in the yard, I immediately got off without saying a word. I set foot on the second floor. But my steps stopped when Mother and Brother stopped.

"Home home, son? Why is your face so pale? Do you have a fever?" ask Mother who immediately touched my forehead.

"No, Bun, I'm just tired again" I replied trying to smile as usual.

"Dek, are we watching yuk? I bought a ticket, there's a good movie." Brother cut off my and Mother's conversation.

"I'm sorry, Bang, I'm tired. Want rest. Brother take Rayola's brother only," I said rejecting Brother's invitation.

"She's busy, Dek, so I'll take you. This ticket was for him" said Brother with a disappointed face.

"You don't have to be so moody. If sister Yola is busy, you should be able to understand her dong. If unfortunately the ticket is in vain, just take her son aunt Santi. It's beautiful Bang, isn't it Bun?" ask for your opinion. Because this morning I saw Bibik Santi's son coming from the village to see his mother. She is very beautiful and very friendly.

My brother looked at me with a lazy look. Mommy just smiled looking at the annoyed face of Brother. I chuckled and immediately walked up the stairs to the second floor.

Upon arrival in the room, I immediately locked the door, I took out the tespeck I had brought from the hospital. I'll be in the bathroom soon.

With anxiety and anxiety, I dipped the pregnancy-detecting objects into the urine I had accommodated.

Once again fate is trying to play a game. I pregnant. I looked back at the different brands of pregnancy gauges in my hand. All the same, line two is clear. Immediately I threw the tespeck, so it splattered on the floor.

I threw it on the bathroom floor, I folded my knees and I drowned my face there. I was crying as much as I could.

Wh why? Why does it have to be like this, God?

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